Episode 12. Manager, you said it was your dildo, right?

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    [Bitch: Once you’ve signed the contract and finished the interview, hurry up and come back. Don’t think about doing anything foolish.]

    Seong Ki-woo, who was returning home to his lodgings in Mapo-gu, frowned as he checked Kang Ye-rin’s chat.

    You would still have those scary bodyguards around you anyway, so you just pecked at them like this.

    When Sung Ki-woo leaves his apartment for the first time in two days and comes to the headquarters here in Gangnam.

    From the east entrance of the apartment, two idiots followed behind him as if it was natural.

    First of all, he kept a certain distance, but he made it known explicitly that he was keeping an eye on him by intentionally showing off his popularity so that Seong Ki-woo could be noticed.

    ‘But does this have any meaning? If I want to explode in school bullying, the only way to do it is through the Internet. If you do it right now with this smartphone… … .’

    Sung Seong-woo, who grumbled internally for a moment, soon realized that it had meaning.

    Just as I thought, Kang Ye-rin’s school violence can be unleashed whenever she wants.

    The only problem is taking care of it… … .

    If a school violence case sweeps the Internet and becomes a hot topic, you will be bullied by those scary old men.

    ‘So it’s actually all a misunderstanding~’ or you can really play ball or something… … . Anyway, you have to catch me and arrest me. From that bitch’s point of view.’

    That was probably why he was surveilling himself so blatantly.

    “Tsk… … .”

    Sung Seong-woo clicked his tongue and sighed lightly, then immediately responded to Kang Ye-rin.

    [Me: I’m on my way now, arriving at the subway.]

    [Bitch: Yes, good job.]

    [Me: But don’t I really need a driver’s license? Every time I go by subway like this, it’s a bit… … . Even while working, something can suddenly happen to road managers. I feel sick.]

    [You bitch: Don’t think about making a fuss. If that happens, our guys can help you for a little while. You must always be right next to me, even when moving.]

    Seong Ki-woo frowned while checking the talk of Kang Ye-rin, the pumpkin itself.

    To what extent are you willing to let your guard down?

    Wouldn’t it be nice to be a show in the fall postseason at least once?

    Or, I like Gwanpuccino, who blew up not only Hyeongju but also his own hair as a set.

    Sung Seong-woo, who was grumbling internally, shook his head again.

    “What are you doing… … . Even if I get a driver’s license, it’s not like I can jump anywhere.”

    Still, it was Seong Ki-woo’s timid resistance that made him insist on making the request again.

    Because I was very dissatisfied with being constantly dragged around by Kang Ye-rin’s strong will.

    It will probably be like this often in the future.

    From Sung Ki-woo’s point of view, he would want to somehow loosen Kang Ye-rin’s obsession and restraint.

    “… … Sigh, let’s go quickly.”

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    Let’s arrive at the entrance to the apartment building in Mapo-gu.

    Seong Ki-woo looked back for a moment and bowed his head slightly.

    He pretended not to say hello to Kang Ye-rin’s bodyguards who were following him.

    ‘I think it will probably continue to be like this… … . If it’s something you can’t avoid anyway, you should enjoy it. Just by being polite like this, people’s views on me will change in a more favorable way.’

    Of course, it is more likely that these bodyguards, who are professionals among professionals, will not attach meaning to such trivial actions, but it is a hundred times better than not doing anything.

    Seong Ki-woo, who soon saw that there was no response from the two big bodyguards as he expected, immediately turned around and entered the apartment without any hesitation.

    Since I was just taking the resident elevator up to the 37th floor, I didn’t bother to check the alarm on my smartphone that was ringing in my pocket.

    “Anyway, the only person who will talk to me is that bitch… … .”

    It was probably something to urge us to know when it would arrive.

    Seong-Woo Seong didn’t want to be bothered until he got home because he could just go up and confront him right now.

    “But I think I’ll get a double report from those bodyguards anyway. Why do you keep harassing me with chat like this?”

    Sung Seong-woo grumbled once again with legitimate questions, but he straightened up as soon as the elevator reached the 37th floor.

    Because he was currently on probation.

    It was clear that Kang Ye-rin’s anger had not yet fully subsided due to the massive brain injury two days ago, so she was trying to be careful for the time being.

    “Where is the password… … .”

    Dang-! Dang-! Tidik-! Dang-!

    Seong Woo got off the elevator and moved to room 3701. He pressed the passwords on the door locks one by one without hesitation.

    A little while ago, while moving on the subway, Kang Ye-rin also gave me the password for room 3701.

    He said it was okay since he was now officially an employee with the title of manager.

    “… … Of course, he said that if you come in without permission, he will kill you.”

    However, Kang Ye-rin’s warning was meaningless, and Seong Ki-woo had no intention of doing so in the first place.

    I always wanted to be as far away from that character-impaired bitch Kang Ye-rin as possible, so even if it was right next to me, I just wanted to rest comfortably in my own dorm in room 3702.

    But now, since Kang Ye-rin told me to come to room 3701 as soon as she comes back, that request… He was faithfully carrying out orders under the pretense of .

    Clap!

    Sung Seong-woo opened the front door and entered, raising his voice loudly as he moved to the living room.

    “Yerin, Dajeong. I’m here… … ?”

    Seong Woo tried to appeal his presence like that.

    Strangely enough, as soon as he arrived in the living room, the bathroom door opened and his mouth widened when he saw a woman coming out from inside.

    The largest shared bathroom is attached to the living room, rather than a bathroom in each individual room.

    The woman who came out of there had the misfortune of encountering Sung Ki-woo while she was wiping away the remaining moisture from her hair with a towel.

    Since I had just finished showering and bathing, of course I was completely naked, with nothing on.

    Also, because this place where he lived was a very safe place with his two other friends, he was at peace as usual.

    A free-spirited look that is open as if it were natural without covering the breasts or pussy in particular.

    “… … E?”

    A beautiful woman with gorgeous blonde hair that goes all the way down to her waist, and enormous breasts that look as big as Kang Ye-rin’s.

    Although I knew his face because I had seen it through news articles and photos.

    Sung Seong-woo, who saw her in person, was just as shocked as when he first saw Choi Da-jeong two days ago, or even more so than then, and almost lost his mind.

    “Uh, huh? Al, body… … ?”

    “Aaaat?!!”

    It was natural that Seong Ki-woo’s gaze, who had run away half of his soul, would be directed downward like a man with a dick.

    The woman receiving those sticky gazes, Sayu Miyamoto, the third and final member of Girls’ Girls, also acted reflexively like ordinary women.

    By stretching out both arms and quickly covering the nipples and vagina of the chest and sinking down.

    And at the incredible first encounter between these two men and women, the other two women who were in their own room inside.

    Kang Ye-rin and Choi Da-jeong came out to the living room feeling puzzled.

    “What, something happened all of a sudden… … Huh?”

    “Kya! Hey, hey hey?!!”

    As soon as she sees Da-jeong Choi, she covers her mouth and makes a fuss.

    And although she was just as shocked as Choi Da-jeong, Kang Ye-rin, who had a much stronger mentality, quickly came to her senses.

    After coming to her senses, Kang Ye-rin’s next action was very quick and swift.

    “Hey, you crazy pervert!! I told you to come back in 30 minutes! Didn’t you see the last chat?!”

    Sigh-!

    * * *

    After about 30 minutes.

    Like common literary expressions, Nuntaengi is Bamtaengi… … Although it didn’t change to that extent.

    Anyway, Sung Seong-woo has quite large scars on his face where Kang Ye-rin scratched him with her sharp fingernails.

    In the middle of the living room of Room 3701, Girls’ Girls’ dormitory, they were receiving corporal punishment, raising their hands like children who had made a big prank.

    “Hey, you pervert. Hand goes down. They said add 10 minutes each time you go down.”

    “K, Keu… ! Oh, it hasn’t gone down yet… … .”

    “If you go a little further down from there, there’s nothing wrong with it, so shut up and stand up straight.”

    “… … huh. Okay.”

    Seong Ki-woo listened to the unforgiving and cold criticism of Kang Ye-rin, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed and glaring at him, while remaining silent.

    Then, Choi Da-jeong, who was sitting to the left of Kang Ye-rin, defended Seong Ki-woo in a rather low voice.

    “Hey, Yerin. Kiwoo probably didn’t do it on purpose either… … .”

    “That’s not important at all. Results are important. The result. Da-jeong, not Sayu, can you easily forgive even if you did something like that?”

    “Eh… ? Uh, that, that… … .”

    Kang Ye-rin, who did not put any more pressure on Choi Da-jeong, who was hesitant and unable to answer, this time tightly held the hand of Sayu Miyamoto, who was on her right.

    “Sayu, I’m really, really sorry. Should we just fire that perverted bastard? Actually, it’s not really necessary. There is no reason why he has to be our manager.”

    Although it takes the form of a manager who sees it with his own eyes and keeps it by his side to reassure him.

    Even if it was a little less stable, there were many other ways, so Ye-rin Kang sincerely apologized to Sayu Miyamoto.

    However, Sayu Miyamoto, the person who received the apology, did not respond.

    She looked down at Sung Seong-woo, who was kneeling in front of her, with her sharp cat eyes that looked as powerful as Kang Ye-rin.

    Then, he spoke in a cold voice, speaking Korean so fluent that even a native Korean would believe it.

    “… … Yerin. That manager, you said it was your dildo, right?”

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